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TV shock

January 15, 2012

The rush to buy copies of my book at The France Show in Earls Court did not quite reach the crescendo of the day before but I thought 3 sales was a result, with now 138 sales in total, a magnificent achievement, even if one or two of them have been ritually destroyed in unabashed manifestations of literary jealousy, as previously reported in this column. At least sales made at this wonderful event have done to people who actually might enjoy the content rather making paper aeroplanes with the pages or using it to supplement heating. Indeed I had a chap from Cannes who came up to say that he thought it was, and I quote, “the funniest book I have ever read”.

My daughter, Charlie, aka sprog 2 came to meet me yesterday, convinced that I had hired Earls Court and staged The France Show just to promote my book and was a little disappointed by the scene that confronted her when she arrived. She had expected that her father would be the major attraction and be feted by huge crowds and be the centre of attention and had even brought her video camera with her in order to record the whole day for posterity. This was something of a shock to her, and indeed a shock to me that she could be quite so naïve.

Later at the Indian restaurant, she continued this theme of blond dizziness by asking Manuel the far from Spanish waiter the entirely reasonable question (had it not been an Indian restaurant) “do you. have nan bread” A somewhat bemused Manuel answered in the affirmative.

Earlier during the afternoon I finally gave way to the incessant requests for a TV interview and granted one to the organisers of The France Show. At first I thought it was a good move, to allow the pre-eminent TV crew exclusive access to my good self, but having interviewed me extensively for almost 30 seconds, they moved on to that nice lady decorator for several minutes for her reactions to the show itself. I managed to steal this picture of events. Please note the number, admittedly for her small, of bottles of wine on the table in front of her.

Lights, camera,

The dash to Gatwick will commence about 3 30 this afternoon and I expect to have very few copies of my book to bring back with me. This is not because sales have been so exciting but rather because, as I had predicted, that nice lady decorator has been engaging in retail therapy of the most intensive nature. This means that all our cases are not crammed full of new purchases and there will be precious little room for any unsold copies. I have been bleating to her about this rather unfair scenario and what was I supposed to do with the bulky unsold merchandise but the only helpful suggestion she has made so far was to suggest that the table upon which was balancing a plethora of mostly empty wine bottles could use a book to stuff under one of the legs to make it a little less wobbly. Such are the challenges for a successful author in my little world.

I asked, during all this frenetic activity if she had forgotten one of the main reasons why I am in London for the weekend, apart from spreading the good word about “Summer In The Cote d’Azur”, that I was working to mine the populace attending this dedicated francophile show to save themselves from their banks when transferring foreign currency when buying, or indeed selling their houses in France by using the good offices of Currencies Direct, and clearly she had.

Chris France

4 Comments leave one →
  1. TonyC permalink
    January 15, 2012 1:39 pm


    While en-route back to Gatwick you might be able to avoid excess baggage fees by recycling your stock of unwanted books. Here are a few suggestions for recycling centres close to Gatwick:,or.r_gc.r_pw.,cf.osb&biw=1316&bih=754&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=wl

    I’m sure you will find one that will gladly recycle your books for a nominal fee…




  2. Anna Maj Boldt-Christmas permalink
    January 15, 2012 8:07 pm

    blond dizziness ….? Hmmm….


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